Day of the Terrible Cocksuns
No use of crying or moving your eyes |
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| To make that boy pay with eye sockets red And everyone else pays for his piss These hotaw you can cuss with a sore lip The spring always clean, God watching over it |
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| All day chasing and fucking some face Things settled down a bit when twilight came The dust settled, some escorted to graves Malaain hair was bloodied and had to be shaved |
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| The children paired worst though damaged brains Their lives ended and bodies were laid Some who were poked eye use was history Led by a kind of cow ear belonging to sissy |
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| Pulling them to an area slow little lope People lay down in green grass psalming out hope One woman ended up tossing a cover Rocks wood were laid out on the spring over |
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No drinking no peeing in the watery hole |
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